The early morning sun is warm and warm, like a piece of golden sprinkling, the mountain breeze is a little cold, the peak is full of clouds and mist, the waterfall flows for a long time, and bursts of white smoke rise, like a fantasy and a reality, as if in a fairyland.

There are hundreds of disciples in the martial arts arena, reflecting the morning glow fluttering, the sword light is like a rainbow, the brilliance is flickering, the sword is cold, the killing intent is pressing, and there are people practicing the stick method, dignified as a mountain, making a thunderous sound in the void.

In the middle, a red cloud jumped around, blazing and pressing, and reprimanded some disciples who were not serious: "You stupid, this king told you that this sword should be ready to move, you are in such a hurry, there is no power at all." ”

"That one who plays with a knife, are you going to chop wood, why don't you have any powerful and domineering momentum......"

"And you, how do you use this stick, sweeping thousands of troops, you have completely become a sweeper, soft as a dead snake, I am really angry with this king......"

Many disciples were submissive, sweating profusely, and did not dare to refute half a sentence, everyone knew that this bird master was powerful, even the little fairy king was not an opponent, in case of madness, a mouthful of spit could burn a piece of people, even Shi Yisong and Ying Long had numb scalps, and their hearts and livers trembled.

These people are all disciples selected from the three branches, and they are willing to do so, and some of them are willing to worship the sect, and their practices are different.

However, when the Wushen Sect was founded, Niu Er integrated various spells and established a scripture pavilion, in which many ordinary classics of the sect were placed, allowing the disciples to choose and practice, and there was no special prohibition.

Only when they truly become disciples of the disciples, will they teach the Taiqing Ascension Immortal Record, practice the secret art of the dragon, and become the real inner disciples of the Wushen Sect, as long as they are carefully cultivated, they will definitely be a solid foundation in the future.

Standing in front of the main peak hall, looking down on a radius of hundreds of miles. The vast greenery, the mountains and rivers are undulating, and a majestic intention in the chest pours into the heart, as if controlling a territory, looking at all directions, there is a powerful feeling.

Niu Er was quite emotional, he didn't expect that he would also become a generation of sect masters when he preached and taught the law, but after all, as a demon clan, he still couldn't forget his roots. You need to be cautious in doing things, and after many months, it's time to go home and see it.

Outside the martial arts arena, Ying Wuwu leaned against a big stone, his old face was wrinkled, his skin was dull, his eyes were becoming more and more cloudy, and his cultivation had been reduced to the realm of Jindan, and his breath was like nothing. The blood and qi of the whole body are dry, as if they will decay and die at any time.

With a sigh, Niu Er felt a little unbearable and stepped out. Directly across hundreds of zhang, fell to Ying Wuwu's side, and said lightly: "It's good to be young, full of vitality." The future is immeasurable, and he is full of curiosity about everything, so you should say yes, right?"

You should not worry about lifting your eyelids. Snorted twice, and said with a lot of resentment: "Yes, especially my dragon's talent is intelligent, as long as there is a famous teacher to guide him, he will definitely turn into a real dragon in the future, and he will only ascend to the immortal throne for nine days, and it may not be impossible." ”

"Yes, Long'er has extraordinary qualifications and quick thinking, and this sect also likes it very much. Niu Er smiled, where could he not hear the resentment in the old man's mouth, and pretended not to hear it at all.

Suddenly sighed, and said: "It's just that, in the near future, this sect will travel the world with the master and practice the ancient law, and it will be ten or eight years in a flash, I'm afraid I won't be able to guide him personally." ”

"What?"

Ying was taken aback, his worried eyes immediately glared at the boss, and hurriedly said: "The sect has just been established, how can Sect Master Niu travel far away, can he just let these disciples go, such an important stage, wouldn't it delay their cultivation and waste a lot of good years?"

"Well, what Ying Lao said is also reasonable, otherwise I will leave this spiritual pet and guide a few disciples is more than enough, so as not to cause trouble with me along the way. ”

Niu Er groaned, stretched out his hand and landed on Bi Fang's body, this guy was showing off his might, shouting at a group of disciples, saliva sprayed wildly, turned into a little flame and fell, burning the ground out of holes one by one, so frightened that they trembled, cold sweat flowed on their heads, and they almost fainted.

"No, I can't. ”

Ying Wuwu's face was dark, and he denied it without thinking about it, if he handed it over to a guy like Bi Fang, he would be abused, and maybe one day if he was unhappy, he would roast and eat his precious grandson.

"Hey, then there's no way, why don't you leave it to Yi Song to take with you, who made my sect newly established, but there is one less senior elder who has passed on the merits, so I can only let him cultivate on his own. ”

Niu Er said abruptly, the old man's anxious eyebrows jumped, his beard was blowing, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, and hesitated for a while before gritting his teeth and said: "If the sect master does not dislike it, the old man is willing to teach the remnants of his life and temporarily serve as a Dharma teacher." ”

"Oh, Ying Lao is really?" Niu Er pretended to be surprised.

"Naturally, although the old man is old, but his ambition is declining, if it is not for bad luck, he may not have the opportunity to ascend to the immortal throne, although he does not live long now, he can still support it for a few years, and he is willing to join the sect, make a contribution to the Witch God Sect, and ask the sect master to complete it. ”

Ying Wuwu solemnly hugged his fists, bowed to Niu Er, his face was a little dark, let him be overhauled, and sell himself to a junior, naturally there was an unspeakable grievance in his heart.

"Haha, since Ying Lao is willing to be like my sect, this sect can't be stingy. ”

After a moment of silence, Niu Er turned his hand and took out two things, a six-inch strange fish in his left hand, with no scales around his body, two long whiskers on his cheeks, golden light, and five rings.

"It's ...... Longevity!"

Ying Wuwu was shocked, his cloudy eyes burst into dazzling brilliance, and his soul was shocked, although this thing has never been seen, but whether it is recorded in the classics of the sect, and there has been a frenzy in the world recently, and the celebrity of the immortal fish is well known.

Moreover, looking at its appearance, the five gold rings can increase the life span of at least 500 years, which is a rare treasure and a treasure coveted by many monks in the world.

"Yes, for you. ”

Niu Er raised his hand and threw it to Ying Wuwu, like an ordinary carp, without reluctance, and said: "Ying Lao, as an elder of my Wushen Sect, naturally can't treat you badly, this fish will send a Ying Lao to supplement his longevity." ”

Ying Wuwu trembled in his hand, almost threw it on the ground, dumbfounded, he didn't expect Niu Er to be so generous, as soon as he made a move, it was such a precious treasure, a five-hundred-year-old immortal fish, at least worth tens of millions of spirit stones, but he easily gave it to himself, which really moved him very much.

"There is also a bottle of spiritual liquid here, which is specially used to replenish vitality, and the master gave this thing to improve the blood qi of the elderly, which is enough to restore to the peak state. ”

Niu Er handed over a thumb-sized jade bottle in his right hand, which contained the life essence liquid, this thing is also difficult to find in the world, although it cannot increase the longevity, but it has an extremely wonderful use.

All the spirits in the world, as long as they pass the prime of life, they will begin to age, their vitality will decrease, and their qi and blood will weaken, until their bodies decay and their longevity will be lost.

And the life essence liquid is a divine object that replenishes vitality, whether it is a dying monk or a newborn baby, just one or two drops can make people return to the peak, and the qi and blood are vigorous to the extreme.

Hiss!

Ying Wuwu was simply stunned, Niu Eryi's shot was two treasures that were cherished to the extreme, each of which was a priceless treasure that made people fight for their heads, but he gave a person like himself who had no relatives and no reason.

"I ...... Thank you to the sect master, the old man will live up to the suzerain's favor. ”

Ying Wuwu was very excited, with mixed feelings, when he was about to face death calmly, when he was about to face death, suddenly there was an extra bright avenue in front of him, how could he not be excited, and he felt sincerely relieved by Niu Er's entrustment.

"You're welcome, you are Long'er's grandfather, and you are the only descendant of the Panlong Sect, Niu has also inherited your ancestor's Taoism, counting, you and I are a family. ”

Niu Er said again: "My Wushen Sect is short of manpower, if Ying Lao has casual cultivation friends, he can also recruit a few trustworthy monks as deacons of the sect, which is much better than wandering the world." ”

At this time, Niu Er was very helpless in his heart, the sect was newly established, many positions were still vacant, and the other three courtyards were not much better, killing a large number of monks, and leaving behind was useless.

At this time, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, when his father was surrounded by demons, he laid a huge field in his life, occupied 800 miles of Wushan, and was the enemy of many demon kings, which can be imagined in the hardships and hardships.

Now, Niu Er controls tens of thousands of miles of land in the Dali Dynasty, and Panlong Mountain plus three branches enclose the entire region, and no force can intervene, but it is extremely simple to replenish the disciples in the sect.

It's just that there is a lack of experienced monks in the sect, and they can't personally guide them to practice, so this speed can't help but slow down a lot, and there are three Wu Clan treasure houses, and it is difficult to play a role, which makes him frown.

At this time, Ying Wuwu is one of the best choices, he is not only proficient in the inheritance of the Panlong Sect, but also Ying Long's grandfather, he can be trusted, as long as the old man is willing to belong, he can reduce half of his worries.

When the sect master mentioned this, he really thought of a few people. ”

Ying Wuwu thought for a moment and said: "In the past thousand years, the old man has wandered in the cultivation world, and he has come into contact with many people, and there are also a few people who have a very good relationship with the old man and can be relied on, and he has a gentle temperament and is kind, and he will not refuse if he wants to. ”

"Then please take the trouble of Ying Lao, find more extremely capable people for my Witch God Sect, and carry forward the sect. ”

Looking at Ying Wuwu's back, Bi Fang sneakily jumped over, wiped a handful of saliva, and said with a smile: "What's the matter, this king doesn't pretend to be like it, I almost roasted those little rabbit cubs just now, but unfortunately I can't eat it." ”

Niu Er was speechless, this guy has been eating people one after another since the fairy qi sculpted his body, and he is about to become addicted, and he must prevent him from coming into contact with strangers in the future, in case he swallows a few, it will be troublesome. (To be continued......)